On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

The fast-moving and cool locomotive carried the figures of the two galloping down the road. During the fast moving process, the scenes on both sides were like film reels moving horizontally, which were constantly discarded by them.

We should be thankful that Yokohama is a lawless place, otherwise they would have been arrested by the traffic police for speeding and not wearing helmets.

But it would be wrong to say that they didn’t wear anything on top of their heads. It seemed that the black top hat that had become Nakaya’s body sat right above his head. The sound of the wind was howling, and the hat was firmly suppressed by him on his ochre-colored hair with his supernatural power, which made the passers-by who didn't know the truth intuitively surprised.

At this moment, Shuangye was sitting upright on the back seat of the motorcycle, and the evening wind passing through Zhongye's hair kept blowing on her face, bringing the smell of his hair instead of the messenger.

It doesn't smell like grass or woods, nor does it smell like other natural fragrances.If you want to compare it, it is like the feeling of a beautiful seagull flying lightly in the cloud territory, or a whale swimming freely in its own ocean kingdom.

This is probably the taste of freedom.

Bold and fresh, willful and elegant, and a charm that can make people bury their heads in his hair willingly, Shuang Ye can't help but let go of his thoughts just by smelling it.

The locomotive will run over stones or steep slopes on the road from time to time, and there will be faint bumps in response to the inertia. However, the shockproof function of this high-end truck is very strong, and it will not make people in the seats feel uncomfortable at all. Even if the bumps are still like flying through the clouds readily.

While Shuangye was still thinking about the smell of his shampoo, the owner of the locomotive looked straight ahead at this moment, and accidentally mentioned something to her during the driving break.

"Hey, why did you set foot on this road in the first place?"

The low but pleasant voice pulled her back from her thoughts, and Shuang Ye looked over his shoulder in the direction of the rearview mirror, only to see the young man reflected in the mirror, with short hair blown all over by the oncoming gust of wind. At the back of his head, the exquisite face revealed was still calm, as if it was just a random question thrown out of boredom.

Shuangye thought for a while, and then said: "You want to ask me why I rely on my talent when I can rely on my face for a living?"

The moving locomotive immediately vibrated visibly from side to side. If it weren't for the fact that the people sitting in the seats were not ordinary people with quick reactions, it would have almost caused a tragic murder that would paralyze the traffic routes right now.

"...Didn't I ask you that?" Rao Shizhong also seemed to be irritated by this person's brazenness, and couldn't help but regret the question he couldn't help asking because he cared for a while.

He really put in a lot of patience and effort in the process of adapting to her divine words from time to time.

Shuangye didn't know the sacrifices he had made, but even if she knew, she would act as if nothing happened.Accepting Chuya's rebuttal, she just quietly cast her eyes on the distant street scene, as if she was immersed in the memories of the past.

The scene of the dim yellow streetlight falling into the eyes, flashing like an upside-down golden pin, she didn't reply for a long time, and when she thought she didn't want to answer for a long time and gave up, it was late in her ears There came that clear voice like a spring.

"There are so many reasons..." Shuangye looked directly at the road ahead and said flatly, "It's just that I had no choice from the beginning."

People who are really hungry to the point of death don't care whether they eat bread or chaff, just like the predicament faced by many people, the rear is already a cliff that is about to collapse, and the only way to find life is to run blindly and desperately along the front road Therefore, it doesn't matter what is waiting for him in front of him.

Nakaya didn't reply after that, and followed her tacitly to sink in the silence, only paying attention to the sound of black tires rubbing against the road.

When they arrived near the destination, they parked their cars on the side of the road and approached the enemy's stronghold secretly by walking.

"Let's split up. How about you deal with the number of people in the west and leave the ones in the east to me?" Shuang Ye simply divided the work scope of the two according to the area where the red dots were distributed on the phone.

"Okay." Chuya tilted his head and glanced at the screen. The number of enemies was divided equally, so he had no objection.

There is nothing more worry-free than talking to someone who is never indecisive and discussing it in minutes.Shuang Ye immediately closed the phone cover, restrained her breath, and turned her silver eyes in his direction.

For a moment, she couldn't tell who was more hazy between the moonlight and her face.

"Then, see you later?" Shuang Ye asked.

The brown-haired boy's eyes were also focused on her eyes, so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce her heart and harvest it as his own spoils of war.After staring at each other for a while, he suddenly turned around, waved his hands with his back to her freely, and walked towards the west.

"Don't make me wait too long."

Frostleaf, who was standing in place, watched his back as he left gracefully, and after a while she chose the opposite direction to him, and the white skirt that inadvertently raised when she was running in the opposite direction seemed to be able to gently disappear her into the air when she fell. The murmur gradually covered——

"It's not certain who is waiting for whom."

……

There are nearly twenty middle-aged men gathered in the huge warehouse, all of them have strong body muscles, obviously after a long period of training, they have acquired the ability to respond decisively in a crisis situation.

They were each wearing camouflage-colored body armor, sitting in a circle, with scattered wine bottles piled up at their feet, and they were still pouring alcohol into their mouths.

"That guy Fukuyama didn't hide in his room and refused to come over, did he look down on you, Boss—"

A belching mercenary cursed and cursed in the warehouse, and he said to the man in front of him half falsely and half flatteringly: "Don't you just know how to press the computer a few times, and don't give it to the boss every time?" To save face, Boss Mitchell will kick him out sooner or later when you revive the family—"

Tonight is a gathering to celebrate the complete abandonment of the port Mafia's tracking force, plus the previously stolen account deposits amounting to hundreds of millions of unlucky people, the sum of all kinds of black money is enough for them to spend most of their lives in ecstasy and happiness The self-satisfaction of stepping on the face of Hong Kong gangsters made them all unable to bear it, feeling that they saw a bright future behind the boss.

Mercenaries are a group of people who sacrifice their lives for money. It is not so much that they are convinced by the charm of the boss of this group. It is better to say that they smell the smell of money that drives them to gather here. As long as there is something wrong, they may Immediately act like birds and beasts.

Of course, there will be some guys who don't buy it in such a mob, but it's a celebration night, and they don't want to mention too much to spoil the good mood at the moment.

"Hmph, if the family hadn't declined back then, I would still be the young master of the family, and what would it matter if I was accompanied by famous wine and beauties every day—" The brown-haired man named Mitchell sat in front as if surrounded by stars, showing disdain to speak.

He looked only about 30 years old, and was different from the costumes of the mercenaries. He was still stubbornly wearing a set of down-and-out expensive suits, as if he wanted to keep the last dignity of a nobleman in his soul forever.

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of high-quality red wine that he had just bought today, pulled out the cork, poured it into his goblet gracefully and reservedly, and proudly introduced: "Do you know Petrus? , this is the king of red wine in the eyes of drinkers..."

The mercenaries didn't mind his superior attitude, and they still smiled and wanted to share a cup to taste—maybe in their hearts, this pretentious and fallen man is just a fool who can make money for them. For the sake of his ability, the mercenaries didn't mind sending a burst of flattery at the right time.

As the time of the meeting progressed, the atmosphere surrounding this group of people continued to spread out of indulgence due to the smell of alcohol, and the conversations between each other gradually became obscene and presumptuous.

Just when they were discussing to go to the red light district another day, the door of the warehouse behind them collapsed.

They will probably never have the chance to go.

"Hey, it smells like Patus..."

The young man who broke into the base camp supported the door frame with one hand, and smelled the familiar aroma of wine in the air. He couldn't help raising a wicked smile full of rebelliousness. At the same time, a strange red light suddenly appeared from around him. , making him look like a Shura who came to take his life.

"—It's rare to have such a good wine, why don't you buy me a drink too?"

He easily raised his hand to block a wave of bullets shooting at him, and asked in a consultative tone.

the other side.

Hearing the noisy voice from Nakaya, Shimoba successfully sneaked into the building, and walking in the corridor, couldn't help pressing the communicator placed in the pinna.

This is the communicator he provided when he went to the Internet cafe to find Enokida, and it was made into a very realistic shape of a redback spider. At first, I was a little shy about this thing, but later I heard Enokida lightly said, "Should you not?" Maybe it's afraid of bugs?" After that, he grabbed it and stuffed it into his ear.

Psychology is really easy to be grasped, Chuya.

But that's what's so cute about him.

Suddenly, there was a rustling electronic noise from the communicator, and then it was switched to another quieter line. Amidst the vaguely reverberating sounds of their respective clear and shallow breathing, Enoda's rather lazy voice was like soft cotton candy Penetrates into her ears.

"Miss Ogiwara, someone is coming at the cross corner in front of you, and I expect to meet you in ten seconds."

Shuangye's footsteps were not affected at all, but asked directly: "Left or right?"

"Both sides."

"How about the number of people?"

"Five people on the left and three people on the right."

Putting the communicator away, Shuangye stopped answering immediately.

She slowed down her pace a little. From this moment on, the sound of breathing and footsteps seemed to disappear from her body, only a faint silver light emerged from her fingertips.

Five seconds later, the figure of the enemy finally appeared at the right corner of the field of vision.

——It seems that the person on the right was the first to meet the god of death.

The enemy closest to her was the first to notice her figure from the corner of his eyes. He froze slightly, and the moment he turned his head, the girl swung her wrist, making the warmth lost from the neck become the last thing he left in the world. feel.

"Who are you?!"

The two people beside the dead man reacted belatedly and reached out to take out the guns at their waists. Unfortunately, their movements were still half a beat slow, and their fingers just touched the gun that had done a lot of dirty work for them. Black and cold, the silver-white strings belonging to the other party came before their eyes, wrapped around their necks precisely and dragged them into the aisle next to them.

"Hey! Yoshioka, what's going on with you guys!!"

The enemy on the left who watched his companion being attacked in front of him yelled violently, but the master he called out the name did not return any sound to him for a long time, probably something unexpected happened.

The man and the partner next to him exchanged glances, and each of them raised the gun in their hands with vigilant expressions, pressed it against the wall, and slowly tested the direction of the corner.

At this moment, the back of the companion he called just now was suddenly pushed out from the corner, and several of them raised their guns subconsciously to fire. body showing signs of life.

"It's Yoshioka?!"

Realizing who the person in front of them was, they couldn't help but put down the machine guns in their hands, and the Frost Leaf, which caught this flaw, was like a white phantom, and quickly got out from under the ribs of the 'temporary shield' that was already like a piece of rag, straight He rushed to the man at the front and wrapped the piano wire firmly around his defenseless neck.

"Uh, ah——" The man grabbed the piano wire around his neck tightly with his fingers, trying to find some breathing room for himself. Seeing this, the partner next to him immediately tried to shoot the girl. Relying on the strength of the man in front of him, Ye pulled the piano wire with one hand, stepped on his shoulder like flying over a wall, completed a neat turn in the air, and escaped the attack.

"Catch her!" Seeing that it was impossible to aim in the narrow space, the few people who were worried about accidentally injuring her decided to grab her with their bare hands.

According to the strong physique of five adult men, it seems easy to catch a girl with a delicate figure. Unfortunately, this is the worst decision they have ever made in their lives.

No one could see her specific movements clearly. The girl who landed lightly like a butterfly wound the piano wire tightly around them every time she went around, as if she dexterously wove a fine net. After they reacted, the five people had their arms bound one by one, and they were firmly suppressed in place and struggling continuously.

The toes of the girl who completed this trap finally landed on the criss-crossing piano wires in the center. In front of the slaughtered lambs, Shuangye took out the silver gun hidden under the windbreaker, and lowered her eyes to pull the trigger on them.

bang bang bang bang—

Feeling that her feet were no longer able to support her, Shuangye jumped to the ground, raised her hand to recover her weapon, and without any mood, looked at the scene behind her and walked straight to the deeper part of the corridor.

"Miss Ogiwara, is it resolved?" Enokida asked in a low voice after noticing that she was out of range of the red dot.

"Hmm." Shuang Ye nodded lightly, pressed the communicator next to her ear and asked, "The hacker's location should be easy to find, right?"

"He is still busy investigating and monitoring in his room, and has no intention of leaving yet."

"It seems that the speed of clearing the map should be accelerated."

When Shuangye was preparing to kill a child, the situation in the west of Zhongye became very intense. Countless enemy personnel fell one by one, accompanied by the sound of artillery fire, and the people born here The screams were also endless.

"You, you are the gravitational force of the port Mafia! Damn it! How did you find it here!" Mitchell's eyes couldn't help being filled with a layer of deep fear in this purgatory-like scene. The moment he appeared, he took the lead in blowing wind and sand around his body with his abilities to block the rebounding attack.

It's a pity that the subordinates outside were not as lucky as he was, and fell down one after another on the cold ground beside him. The number of companions continued to be depleted. If this continued, he would be the only one left in the entire warehouse.

"Damn it, Fukuyama, you useless piece of trash! The enemy ran in and didn't even notice, what are you doing for food—" the annoyed leader of the group couldn't help yelling at the man in the monitoring room through the walkie-talkie.

Human beings are always used to looking for reasons from other people first in the face of crisis, as if doing so can find a reasonable excuse for their own mistakes.

The hacker in the opposite monitoring room was also in a state of desperation at this time, his ordinary face was unconsciously covered with cold sweat, and he kept typing on the keyboard with both hands, as if he wanted to investigate the reason for the sudden attack of the enemy.During this period, the brown-haired man's accusations of being unmannered continued to be passed on through the walkie-talkie, and the hacker didn't care whether he would tear up his face with him. The old forbearance finally broke out at this time:

"That's enough! You stupid bastard who insists on pretending to be rich when you're bankrupt—if it wasn't for me, do you think you'd be able to get such a large sum of money?!"

The employment relationship, which was originally as fragile as thin paper, could not stand the test in the face of an emergency, and suddenly disintegrated into a plate of loose sand. Listening to the foreign words like 'FXXKYOU' coming from the fury in his ears, the hacker turned a blind eye to it, and only paid attention to it. Taking the monitoring screen, he murmured:

"How could this be... I obviously have been monitoring the nearby Lushe..."

The monitoring was clicked to speed up and reverse, and the result was just like what he had seen before. The empty road was like a frozen picture, and there was not even a scene of a fly flying past his eyes.Then he resolutely retrieved the video in this building. At first, the guards were obviously patrolling their respective areas in an orderly manner, but when the next frame of pictures began to alternate, the two teams of people who were handing over suddenly disappeared. Falling to the ground, no one was spared.

Staring at the blood spreading in front of his eyes, the hacker gradually felt a chill in his heart. He clicked on the replay with his trembling fingertips, but he searched almost every pixel of the entire screen, but he couldn't find a piece of the instigator. Clothes corners, it seems that the segment about "him" has been artificially processed and cropped.

Wait...cropping? !

Realizing this, the hacker suddenly pushed his hands towards the desktop, and the computer chair supporting the weight of the man's body slid back quickly, taking him away from the computer screen that was like a scourge in front of him.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of eyes observing him invisible. After his action, the picture on the monitor in the room seemed to have a supernatural phenomenon. No one automatically clicked to exit the volume of video he had read. Slowly, like a human heart and lungs, he deleted one by one, and in the end, there was only a blank space left for him.

Immediately afterwards, the display screen composed of more than a dozen large screens gradually went out like a light bulb in disrepair, and turned into a uniform black color. After a few seconds of silence, a Q-version mushroom animation jigsaw puzzle was assembled in front of the hacker's eyes. , the funny and cute image happily bounced in the center of the screen, as if laughing at the fact that he was not as good as a human being.

"There are hackers in their team too!!" And they hacked into his network without even knowing it!What a clever way to do this...

At this moment, the man whose ability has been trampled to the bottom of his feet by the other party is clearly in the ocean of happy bgm played by the stereo, but he can't be infected by the joy at all. The desperate exclamation that came out was exceptionally clear.

Many people are destined to sleep forever tonight.

If someone could listen to a certain communication line at this moment, they might be able to hear three distinct voices at this moment—however, the meaning of their words coincided by coincidence.

"Haha—Gameover is over." A certain young man who finished his work stretched his waist.

"Give me the speed to die—" This was the somewhat irritable roar of a young man on the battlefield.

Of course, there is the last one, the cold voice belonging to another girl.

She politely knocked on the open door, and delivered a notice against the light to the man in the monitoring room who was frightened back to the corner.

"—Sir, the god of death has come to accept people."

The author has something to say: the last sentence is the stalk of the old tomato at station b.

Well, this chapter is handsome!

And cherish chuya's special show this time. After 23333, Zai will take over. There will be so many scenes about this bandage waste device that you will feel sick (bushi) and it is very sweet

Before I knew it, I was almost half a month old (sigh) I was able to work so hard, thanks to everyone accompanying me (eat hands)

Thank you little cuties for devoting themselves to fattening my pigeon, and hugging you one by one!

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